Old World Blues (CLOSED ATM)

[Razuel]

Angel was slowly recovering from the drink she had earlier, groaning as it left her ddreadfully parched, so she groggily got up and tugged on Blaine's shirt, "Wa... Water..."

Gypsie continued to look concerned at Ray until she looked at Blaine, Angel mirroring the same motion, "What's a woodstock?"

[Blaiiine]

"Some old world festival. Read 'bout it in a book, apparently they'd take a whole bunch of chems at it," Blaine replied, handing Angel a water bottle from his bag. He then turned back to Nitro and replied, "Yeah, we'll be alright. Just make it back before sun up." He took out a rag, wet it up and put it on the raccoons' forehead.

[cuzyeahboi]

"Sure, if we live." she said grimly. "Good luck with the Merc."

[Romulan_Furry]

Skye dodged another direction to avoid the old turret, pulled out her SG9 Raptor and racked a round in the chamber, then dashing from one side of the hall to the next in a zigzag movement to get under the turret, then put a well-placed burst through the turret's optical sensor and another through the turret's mechanical center. The turret sparked, hissed, and died.

"Are you lot done, or am I just that invisible?" the cloaked dragon outside asked over the team radio.

Skye froze on hearing the man's voice. "James...?" she asked.

"Don't you trust your own ears, Skye?" the dragon asked back.

"It... it can't be you... it can't be... you're--" Skye began.

"--Dead?" the dragon finished. "I came close to it; closer than I'd like. But then, you knew that - you always knew. It is why you never took it off."

"No," Skye said, her voice shaking. "You can't be him. You're not him."

"If you don't trust your ears, then trust your eyes. Come outside; see for yourself," the dragon urged.

[Lawleit]

Nitro looked at Blaine
"Groovy" he said with a smirk on his face.
He then turned to Angela
"Lets get going then, seems like we are on timer"
He walked outside and up to the dirt bike

[cuzyeahboi]

She pulled it out of the foliage, brushing it off. She hopped on the front, pulling Nitro onto the back she revved it and drove it towards where she thought she remembered a lab might have been.

[Alessia Starfurr]

"I'm not  involved in this, pluse I have a job to do." Nari grumbled passing by Skye on her way deeper into the hallway dispatching a couple of ferals on her way , getting closer to the armory, which was just down the hall and around a corner, the silver vixen stopping at the corner, slowly peeking around the corner the vixen spotted alot of dead feral huns  some still active sentry turrets and a few giant roaches, though most interestingly, at least to her some odd boxes emitting an eyrie green light.

[Blaiiine]

Blaine paused as he listened to the conversation over the radio. Quickly grabbing his rifle, he swiveled around to the door and moved up to it, peering around the corner. "Christ alive, I'm never going to get sleep," He quietly groaned, gesturing for Gypsie and Angel to stay put until it was safe.


(( So, Ray still hasn't posted. I don't want to bother him if he's not going to continue but Idk exactly what to do with his character if he isn't. ))

[cuzyeahboi]

(me neither.. )

[Rayleonarde]

Ray sat up with a ragged gasp, his face pale and covered with sweat. "M-My paw...I-Infected..." He began shakily undoing the bandage around his wounded paw, unleashing a horridly putrid smell of rot. Ray's paw, once purple as the rest of his body, was now a sickly green, with flecks of blackened flesh around his wound." Ray looked to Blaine, closed his eyes, and pressed his paw against the ground. "Please. R-Remove i-it."

[Blaiiine]

Blaine dropped his rifle and slowly approached Ray, kneeling down next to him. He examined his paw, being used to the sight and smell of infections. The wound had gone too far, and even if Blaine could try to fix it, it had barely a chance of working. "Bite down on this." Blaine said, handing Ray a small piece of wood from his pocket and taking a shot of morphine out. "Look away," He said to Angel before looking to Gypsie. "He's going to need you. Get a bandage from my bag and get ready to wrap his wound."

Blaine pulled his lighter out along with a flat piece of metal. After a quick few minutes of heating the metal, he took his combat knife out and took a deep, shaky breath. Then without hesitation, he made a hard swipe at Ray's paw and cut it clean off. Then he quickly grabbed the raccoon's arm and cauterized the wound with the metal plate. "Now, wrap it now!" Blaine yelled to Gypsie.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray sat in silence, barely moving as he lost his paw. He sighed and closed his eyes as his flesh was burned shut.

[Blaiiine]

Blaine stuck the shot of morphine in Ray's arm, which would effectively stop any pain he was feeling. Tossing his knife to the ground, he sighed as well and sat down next to the raccoon.

[Lawleit]

She pulled it out of the foliage, brushing it off. She hopped on the front, pulling Nitro onto the back she revved it and drove it towards where she thought she remembered a lab might have been.

As they drove off, Nitro started to fiddle with his quiver, preparing arrow heads.
"I think we should be there soon, I remember as it wasn't too far from the library"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray sighed, and looked at Blaine. "I need fire." He stared at the severed paw. "The Ra'onni leave no trail."